Monday, August 12, 2013

I don't
know much about life, I really don't. If
I start mentioning about the places that I've visited so far, I fear I won't
even make it up to 2-digits. I don't go out much either. Not even met many
people and haven't read many books. Does that makes me sad ?

May be a little, may be for a while, if I think too hard. I would
love to go places, who wouldn't ? Places that I often gaze at in my atlas,
traverse all those rivers, mountains, bridges and cities whose names I bone up
every now and then. All those paths and routes which never make any sense when
I see them on my map and all those palatable foods whose image only makes
people drool. I'd give anything to meet new people every day. Talk to them, may
be walk with them, share my world with theirs. Study religions, science,societies
languages, art, architecture, fiction, non-fictionand
make strong my understructure.

I guess, I wish too much. Who can get all that in one life ?

But, that isn't a reason enough to stop me

Got miles
to go before I even think of sleeping :)

I have my booksAnd my poetry to protect me;I am shielded in my armor,Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.I touch no one and no one touches me.I am a rock,I
am an island.

~ Paul Simon

One day
this rock will roll and it will keep rolling until it smooths out. One day
this island will be inhabited by people and others I don't know..

Monday, August 5, 2013

We all have so much to say ... all bubbling inside just beneath the surface... fluttering its wings making different sounds... inaudible to people around all we need is, someone... who will listen without judging, without thinking... and saying things.

A funny thing about conversations once you start, it requires a great self-control to hit a pause button. Introverts and extroverts are well established in their societal territories and they carry on with their lives in their respective comfort zones. Actual victims are the ones, like me, who fall somewhere in between the whole personality spectrum. At times I'm babbling my tongue out making all possible sounds and gestures and then there are times when I find myself looking for nooks and corners so that I can stand in silence, pretending to seek solace and enjoying the perks being a wallflower. But, after a while my mood swings. Damn, it always does.

I'm a good listener. That's what I think of myself. I act like an absorbent, I try, taking it all inside and not leaking it along the fringes. I think I can save it all, stash it and forget it. That's what friends do and that's what I think is right. Suddenly I find myself browsing people around, looking for a kind ear, a listener. Someone who will sit parallel to me like a tamed dog, saying nothing in response but sedating effect in return. Garbage has been piling up for long, dust has been settling for far too long, maybe this attic in my head need dusting and trouncing. Guess I need to shed my leaves, like that almond tree which I see everyday, stand denuded for a while and then stack it all again.

Many conversations I've had

in my life's parade

I was hanging like a portrait

on some wall, hearing all

saying nothing

in response.

Mussitations, they say a lot

everyday, as a junkie smoking pot

heard stories inside stories

song stuffed in a song

saying too little

in response.

I can handle it all

filtered well through my firewall

systems are far from perfect

they always are

sanity breached

in response.

I hear a shrill cry

from echelons in my head flies

cache of thoughts, floating up above

in sky, only to simmer down

plunge out

in response.

Clutter when heaps up

it needs a dump

disclosure is all I seek

for a closure

saying out loud

in response.

“My idea of good company...is the company of clever, well-informed
people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good
company.' 'You are mistaken,' said he gently, 'that is not good company, that is the best.”
―
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